Emperor Xin Ao Shi: the Age of Renewal of the Human Race

Although the human race is nominally respected as the protagonist of the ancient world, in fact it is like a candle in the wind and rain, struggling to survive in this cruel world of the jungle. Due to the lack of protection from the top powerhouses, the fate of the human race is like rootless duckweed, and can only be allowed to be bullied by all forces. Those aloof immortals, gods and Buddhas ruthlessly harvest the faith and luck of the human race. The power of faith offered by the people of the human race with pious hearts is like wisps of smoke, greedily taken into their pockets and turned into nutrients for their own spiritual advancement. The demons are even more ferocious and regard humans as walking delicacies of flesh and blood. Wherever they go, they wail everywhere. Humans are struggling in the abyss of fear and despair. Their lives are like leaves in the wind, which may disappear at any time.